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Life was delicate. Hunter knew this all too well, his family having been killed by wild magic. Life was valued too little.

But, something was shifting his worldview. A kind soul, fragile. An adorable witch named Y/n. He found himself drawn to them, engaging in conversations lasting from the sun first setting on the horizon to deep into the night under the twinkling stars.

The two had a small meeting spot in the woods, on a cliff overlooking a small cove. Both knew they snuck out too much to see each other, to hold each other gently and cuddle, to be young lovers.

Unfortunately, Y/n became more weakened the further they progressed in the relationship. The delicate witch moved less, and touch made them whimper in pain. Hunter felt hopeless as he laid beside them, listening to their small, frail breaths. He just wanted to protect them from the cruelties of the isles.

The visits between the young lovers became less often until they all together ceased, Y/n confined to a bed in the healers coven.

That's when Hunter learned the alleged truth. Y/n was a wild witch, and in a duel amongst an enemy of theirs, the enemy used a curse that deteriorated Y/n's health rapidly. Doomed from the time Hunter first met them.

He couldn't be there when they drew their last deep sigh, he couldn't be there when their pain finally ended.

Hunter vowed to never open his heart up to anyone else, ever again.